Hermione awoke the next morning to a strange place. As she sat up, she realized she had fallen asleep on the couch. She looked at the grandfather clock on the other side of the room and noticed she had thirty minutes to get to breakfast. Hermione dashed up the stairs and breathlessly said the password to her room. She ran straight to her desk and grabbed her bag and threw three quills, ink, and a stack of parchment into her bag before grabbing her wand and muttering a quick spell to change her clothes and fix her make up and hair. She dashed back down the stairs and through the portrait out into the corridor. She ran down several flights of stairs and through dozens of corridors before she finally reached the Great Hall. When Hermione entered the Great Hall, she went straight to the Gryffindor table to grab her a slice of toast and some bacon. Five minutes later, McGonagall came by to give Hermione her timetable. She hurriedly looked through it and noticed Dumbledore added a new class for seventh years. Hermione became instantly excited about the new dance class, but she was even more excited about the teacher. Hermione has dreamed for years to study under Peyton Galeotti at The Royal Opera House. She was ready for her last class of day so bad now. She was itching to dance because she forgot to practice last night. (A/N: I will post Hermione and Draco's timetable's at the end of this chapter.) Hermione made her way out of the Great Hall and to the dungeons where she knew Advanced Potions was being held. When she entered the classroom, she decided she would sit in the back this year. Hermione sat down and pulled out a piece of parchment and decided to map out a schedule for studying and dancing. Hermione was so engrossed in writing that she didn't notice students entering the classroom. She finally looked up when she heard someone cough right next to her.

Hermione looked up to see Draco looking at her with an amused expression. Hermione looked intently at Draco's face and saw a hint of a smile instead of his trademark smirk. She was so focused on his eyes that she didn't notice when the professor walked through the door at the front of the classroom.

"Good morning, students. Welcome to your seventh and final year here. I am your new professor, Marsden Trent. You may call me professor or Mr. Trent. Your other professors may take it easy on you this year because it is your final year but I am not like them. I will test your knowledge and I will push you to your breaking point and then push you even further. Be prepared to work harder than you ever have before. Now please gather the ingredients listed on the board and get started brewing the potion on page 47 of your text book. At the end of class, you will bring me a vial of your potion with your name written on it and I will give you your grade Wednesday. Get started."

Hermione quickly gathered the ingredients she needed for her potion and set to work. About two hours later, she was scooping some of her potion into a vial with her name on it and took it to the front. She quickly cleaned her work station and packed up her book bag. After she finished putting her parchment in her bag, the professor stood.

"Class is dismissed, but before you go, I want you to write an essay on your career choice after Hogwarts. I know this request sounds out of the blue, but I like to get to know my students. So, please have it ready by Wednesday. Have a nice day."

Hermione left the classroom and went to Advanced Transfigurations. When she got to the classroom, she sat in the back again and noticed that Draco sat next to her again. She was noticing a pattern today. Draco seemed to be in all her classes. Well, this should be an interesting year. Hermione sat through Transfigurations perfectly attentive the whole time and taking notes. After Transfigurations, she went to lunch and then flew through Care of Magical Creatures. Before she knew it, it was time for her dance class. Hermione had just enough time to go by her dormitory, throw down her school books and grab her gym bag with her dance clothes and all her dance shoes. She ran to the Great Hall to meet with the rest of her classmates. As she got to the Great Hall, everyone was following the professor out. The students quietly made their way to the sixth floor to the Room of Requirement. The professor crossed in front of the wall three times before a door appeared. She ushered everyone inside the room. When Hermione stepped inside the room, she saw a huge dance floor surrounded by floor to ceiling mirrors on all the walls. It is every dancers dream.

"Good afternoon, students. My name is Peyton Galeotti. You may call me professor or Peyton. This is where our class will be held all year. Now, who here has danced before?"

Peyton looked around the room and saw only two hands raised.

"Only two of you have danced before? Very well. May I have the two of you come to the front please." As the two students reached the front, she asked, "How long have you two been dancing?"

Hermione was the first to answer. "I've been dancing since I was five years old, so I would say about twelve years."

"Very good. And you, sir? How long have you?"

"About twelve years also," replied Draco.

"That's excellent. You two are on the same dancing level, then. Would you mind showing us the tango and the waltz? The music will change automatically at the end of the tango piece."

Hermione and Draco went to the middle of the dance floor and embraced, but before they heard any music, they heard their professor speak.

"No, no, no. You have to move closer together. This dance is all about passion."

Hermione and Draco looked each other in the eye and knew they needed to do this dance right, they both acknowledged with their eyes that they would be completely professional about all of this and embraced more closely. When the music started, Hermione made to step her foot forward but was tentative to set her foot down. When she realized Draco had moved his foot back, she relaxed and didn't think anything more about the steps and just danced. She moved gracefully around the dance floor in Draco's arms. She was so attuned to Draco's movements that when the dance ended and the music changed, she didn't hesitate when going into the waltz steps. When Hermione finished the last steps of the waltz, she looked up into Draco's eyes out of breath. Hermione quickly looked away when she heard the applause from the rest of the class.

"That was very impressive. I hope all of you watched them closely because those are the two dances you will be learning this year."

This announcement received a lot of groans from the rest of the class. The professor turned to Draco and Hermione to say, "Can I see you two in my office at the end of class?" Both of them nodded their head "yes."

"I know that we have only been in here for about twenty minutes, but the only thing we are going to do today is pair you up. So I want all the girls on my left and all the guys on my right, except you two. Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Granger, you two will be partners."

The calss divided into the two groups as instructed. Peyton moved some of the guys around so she could pair them up according to height. In the end, Ron ended up with a Gryffindor named Mirabella, Harry ended up with a Ravenclaw name Treva, Neville ended up with Luna, Pansy ended up with Crabbe, Goyle ended up with a Hufflepuff named Penelope, two Hufflepuff's named Euan and Lilah got paired together, two Slytherins named Emogene and Jillian got paired together, and a Slytherin named Damiana and a Ravenclaw named Vladimir were paired together.

"Okay, remember who your partner is. That's all for today. You may leave. I will see you all tomorrow."

Hermione and Draco waited for the Room of Requirement to empty out before they met up with Peyton at the front of the classroom.

"Professor, you wanted to speak to us," stated Hermione.

"Yes. I wanted to talk to you about having the two of you choregraph a special dance."

"What's the dance for?" asked Draco.

"Dumbledore is wanting to have a Graduation Ball and he wants all the students in this class to do a dance at the beginning of the ball but I am going to request a change of plans. I would prefer to have the two of you start the ball with a dance that you have created. Is that alright?"

"That would be lovely, professor. May I ask a question?" When Hermione recieved a nod from her professor, she continued by asking, "Are we going to have to still come to this class everyday?"

"Oh, heavens, no. Dumbledore has set up a special room located right off of your common room for you two to practice in."

"Thank-you, professor. May we leave now, it is almost time for dinner?"

"Yes, you may. I do want to have updates every week on your progress, please?"

"Yes, professor," they replied in unison.

Hermione went to her dormitory before heading to the Great Hall for a bite to eat. As she turned to leave the common room, she felt a hand gently grab her wrist and spin her into waiting arms. Hermione looked and saw the ice blue-grey eyes of Draco Malfoy.

"What is it that you need, Draco? I don't want to be late for dinner."

Draco just stood there a moment looking into Hermione's honey coloured eyes. He finally snapped out of his daze and answered Hermione's question.

"Nothing, Hermione. I would never want anything from you," snapped Draco.

As Draco marched out of the portrait hole, Hermione stared at his retreating form perplexed. She wanted to know what made Draco Malfoy go from someone with want and longing in his eyes to someone who went cold and rigid just from looking in her eyes. Hermione made her way to the Great Hall and sat down at the table with Luna and Ginny and tried to join in their conversation but found her mind wandering to a certain blonde-haired Slytherin sitting a couple of tables away. Hermione wasn't at all fazed at seeing Luna sitting at the Gryffindor table, seeing as Luna and Neville were currently dating. Hermione was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice Ginny talking to her until she heard her name being called.

"Hermione. Earth to Hermione. Are you with us?" asked Ginny waving a hand in front of Hermione's face.

"I'm sorry. What did you ask me?"

"I asked you what you thought of your new dance class. Luna said she can't wait to start dancing."

"It's great. I won't actually be in class, though."

Ginny and Luna looked at her confused. "Why?" they asked in unison.

"Because Peyton has asked Malfoy and I to choreograph a dance together for the Graduation Ball."

"There's going to be a Graduation Ball," exclaimed Ginny. It shouldn't surprise Hermione that Ginny is screaming after learning about the ball, she does love them after all.

"Yes. I hate to cut this short, but I have to go. I have tons of homework to do. Bye."

"Bye," they replied in unison.

Hermione sauntered back to her common room to find Draco lying on the couch sleeping. She decided to be a good samaritan and cover him with a blanket so he wouldn't get cold. As she turned to go to her room, she saw something around his neck that made her stop dead in her tracks.

A/N: Sorry to leave another cliff hanger. I have already begun the next chapter. I will update as soon as possible.

This is what I envisioned their timetables to look like. This is in no way a reflection of what they actually are like in the books. I have created this in my own mind. It's a scary place there. PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW.